Rant: I'm supposed to start driving in less than two weeks. In the meantime, during training we've been taking routes and driving them so I can get used to following turn by turn instructions the regular drivers write up for those of us filling in for them to follow. Except so far every single one I've tried to follow is written out wrong, hasn't been updated, or is completely missing important information. So in two weeks I'll be driving to places I'm not familiar with, trying to follow instructions that are all fucked up, all with a bus load of screaming kids. ( Although I guess if I can't find them...) And all of this seems completely normal to everyone but me, and doesn't look like it's going to change. So yeah, I'm not feeling really apprehensive or anything here.
Rant: Last night we couldn't get a goalie so I borrowed my friends gear and went in net. First shot went down funny knee made a pop sound it hurt but then it went away so I played the rest of the game. was a little sore got up this morning and couldn't move. went to the doctor said I tore the ligaments doesnt think it is the mcl/acl. if it doesnt get better by next Monday he will send me for a scope.
Rant: Drugs are a bitch. I had my yearly catch up lunch with an old friend last week and it was clearly evident something was going on. I thought he was having a mental break. After lunch I reached out to another friend of his, and found out nope, he's doing meth. He's gone from being a successful business owner to a hallucinating drug addled crazy person who sleeps on tinfoil in order to stay grounded in the span of 12 months. Rant: Anybody know how hard it is to get a person into a treatment clinic. It's ridiculously hard, and the logistics of it is absolutely stupid. They have to A) determine they have a problem, then B) go see their doctor to get a referral to a treatment facility, and finally C) if there's room in the facility go to said facility and check in. No wonder we have an addiction problem here, the barriers to treatment are crazy. Rave: After a week of getting a plan together he's been confronted about his drug use and seemed to be fairly receptive to what was said. We'll see how it goes and whether or not he decides he needs help.
RANT: A couple days from now would've been my boy's 35th birthday. I always thought by 35 he would've figured shit out and started making his way in this world. It took me a while to figure shit out, so I kind of thought he'd follow suit. I never, ever thought that the date marking his 35th birthday would have me reflecting on how he's been gone for 7 years. This time of year fucks me up bad. I'd give anything to just one more time go in the backyard, play catch, and shit talk with him.
Rant/rave: having a super time in Leavenworth for a holiday trip. However, I would be having 100% more fun if I hadn't basically given myself whiplash when I caught myself hard from falling down the stairs Sunday morning.
Rave: Drove my first solo bus run today. I was expecting to have someone with me but then someone else called in sick so they stuck asked if I was up for it. I figured may as well jump in feet first. I ended up 10 minutes behind because of some wrong turns on the directions and a kid who decided to spread the contents of his backpack all over the floor, but was told that actually wasn't too shabby for my first time. Got back in one piece and only have a slight headache. ( I was calm on the outside, shitting a brick wall on the inside). As a double rave, my pay scale just jumped almost 7.00/ hr and I have a two week vacation after tomorrow.
Rave: I’m getting this adulting shit down. My personal life is stable. Killing it at my big girl job. Working out and spending time painting and hiking. Rant: Kinda miss you fuckers. Gonna have to stop by more often.
RANT: Fell asleep at 11:00PM last night, woke up at 1:30AM and couldn't go back to sleep until ~5:30AM. My alarm goes off at 6AM. I am so fucking exhausted.
Rave 1: Survived 3 weeks of MIL/FIL staying with us; 1 week of SIL, BIL, & 1 yr old niece staying with us; and 4 days of my dad and brother staying with us. Rave 2: Our 6 month old dog did extremely well with all the excitement of everyone in the house...particularly with the 1yr old because: Rave 3: Wife's knocked up
Rant: I was sick on Christmas. Like 103 degree fever sick. My wife and kid were both sick a week or so before I was. The only difference is that is that they also had puking and diarrhea. Rave: I didn't puke or have diarrhea thanks to Zofran, a pill that is given to cancer patients to control nausea. Rant: I didn't have diarrhea because one of Zofran's side effects is constipation. Folks, I have only suffered from constipation once before due to getting stoned and eating a large 4 cheese pizza by myself. A pill the size of a grain of rice has essentially cauterized my asshole shut since Christmas. I don't know if you've ever gone four days without taking a life affirming shit, but I can say without a hint of hyperbole that it feels like someone has jammed a hose up my butt and filled it with roofing tar. I am too traumatized and petrified to take a stool softener because I just know this would be the start of a vicious cycle of Metamucil and cheese until the day I die. No, I'm suffering through this until my body can self-correct.
Rant: Planning a wedding is bullshit and it makes mothers go temporarily insane Maybe Rave? I bought a dress and it's WAY more traditional than I intended, but it was a sample (hella sale) and fit me perfectly and it made all my friends cry sooo... I think I like it? Actual Rave: Getting legally married next week (primarily for insurance/mortgage refinancing reasons) but I'm really excited and relieved that we won't have to worry about that bit of paperwork at the wedding.
RAVE: I did fuck all today. Other than getting my sister a birthday card and gift and dropping it off to her, I did nothing but veg and sleep. It's the first time in years that I've just taken a day like this and done absolutely nothing without guilt. It is/was glorious.
Rant: I don't know what it is about this year, but I felt like I was all excited about the holidays as they approached, and then when it got here, I was "meh", just felt like I was going through the motions. I think the shitty, muddy, rainy weather had a lot to do with it, but also we changed the way we visited family this year which I didn't really care for. Instead of the 24th with the in-laws we did the 23rd, and then with the wife working and nothing to do Christmas Eve it just felt like "Monday". Oh well, better luck next year.
Rant: 2019 isn't my year so far. My apartment flooded, my drier died and I've been sick twice already.
RANT: Thanks to the government being shut down, we are unable to complete the sale of our old house. The lender isn't able to get the seller's tax information from the IRS. The closing date was tomorrow. We are being kept from six figures over this. Chances are good that we'll be forced to pay two mortgages until this gets figured out. I hope that tangerine fever dream fucking chokes on his next Big Mac.
Rant ( sort of ): I didn't get the bus run I bid on, it'll go to the lady with 2 months more seniority. It's a rough group of kids, and I think she's underestimating them. I wish her luck, but I think they'll eat her alive when there's no aid on there. Rave: I was offered a long term run while someone is out on medical leave. It looks promising, even if I have to be up at 4:30 am, so I'll take it if the offer is still good. That means after I get used to it, I won't have to worry about getting lost following shitty directions for a few weeks.